Peelers Page #2

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- Nobody calls her BJ, dipshit.

- Everything okay?

- You're right, a little

fresh air did help.

- What did you do?

- You f***ing c*nt.

- That's no way

to talk to a lady.

- Thanks, buddy.

- Would you like me to

take out the garbage?

- Be my guest.

- Such my dick.

- Let's get this party started.

- Remember, we

have pitchers of spirit ale

for half price tonight.

- What's the deal with

Remy and blue Jean?

Are they a couple.

- Nah.

He's had blue balls

since the day they met.

Alright, gentlemen,

you've waited a while

for this special lady.

It's that time,

the only woman who can

make diapers look sexy,

it's baby!

- Here.

Drink this.

- Hey.

Thanks for your help.

- My pleasure.

Nice shoes.

- Yeah, they're

full of surprises.

How's that hand?

- Yeah, I think that

bastard beat me.

- You want ice?

- I'm okay, thanks.

- He's okay.

- Cute hat.

- Yeah, that's his lucky hat.

He won't enter the

mines without it.

- Please excuse me.

I have to use the bathroom.

- So, you guys working

over at Pisha ranch mine?

- Yeah.

- Well, how come I haven't

seen you here before?

- Hector runs a tight ship.

- Yeah, but not tonight.

Tonight we're celebratin'.

- What are we celebrating?

- It's the cowboy's birthday.

- Oh.

We'll have to plan somethin'

a little extra special

for him tonight.

Aja, aren't you

going up tonight?

- They're slammed.

They just got a shitload of

orders for the house special.

- What's the house special?

- Muffin turf.

20 bucks for a steak

and a flash of p*ssy.

- Ooh!

- No one orders the

salad, sweetheart.

- His wife put him on a diet.

If his stomach gets any bigger,

she won't be able

to find his dick.

- Alright, you boys

behave yourselves.

- There's something

wrong with the beer.

Can we get a round

of Tequila instead?

- Mm-hmm.

- Get ready

for what baby has to offer.

And what a beautiful

specimen she is, folks.

And, luckily, baby can do

her own breast-feeding.

Keep it going for

our beautiful baby.

We know that's the

cradle you'd like to rob.

- Muffin turf?

Really, guys?

- Don't look at me.

- Tony, you're watching Tina

when she goes up tonight.

Apparently her boyfriend's

a jealous douche,

god knows when he'll show up.

- Why can't Remy watch Tina?

- Remy's at the door,

is there a problem?

- Are her b*obs safe?

- As long as they get to

the bag before the tag,

yeah, they're safe.

- What I mean is, do they

have any freaky sh*t goin' on?

You know, I can't

handle funky nipples.

- Yeah, Tony, it can't be

as bad as your funky penis.

- What's wrong with my penis?

- Somebody get

that girl another diaper.

- How am I supposed to top that?

- Easy.

Just take a big sh*t on stage.

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